Oily Foundation. But, like, a good kind.

I’ve been in love with Tarte’s Maracuja oil for about a few months now. I got a little one in my ipsy bag and I loved it so much that I replaced it. For years I was doing Philosphy Hope in a Jar for day/night, but I started  using this oil at night instead. 

GUYS. It’s amazing.

I barely ever break out anymore, and if I do it’s always hormonal if you know what I mean. I feel like my skin is softer and younger looking, and my wrinkles on my forehead are decreased. 

But this week I tried something new- mixing it with my foundation. And guess what?


For the record, I used a beauty blender for all applications, since it’s the easiest way to seamlessly blend two liquids. 

First I tried it with tarte’s Water foundation. This is a nice, medium coverage foundation that already sits pretty well on my skin. Not too many problems with it being cakey.

But with two drops of the oil? Omg. This ish is amazing. It’s luminous, and blends right into my skin. 

I also tried it with Urban Decay’s All Nighter Foundation. I love this foundation but I really struggle with it being too cakey and sinking in to the fine lines under my eyes and on my forehead. 

But with the oil? NOTHING. I know. It did tone down the coverage a little bit but not the long-wearing potential- this still looked good at 10 at night. 

Super cool trick to make heavy foundations more wearable for daytime.

Finally, I made a cream blush with it and the Too Faced blush. Not great, but a pretty luminous finish.

Turning into my mom.

I am lucky enough to live a few towns away from my mom. Which is amazing, because I tend to not do too well at the whole “having a baby” thing or the “being by myself thing” or the “being a not-sad grownup” thing.

It’s nice to have her there to help.

And recently, I’ve noticed a fun trick she’s developed. She is able to throw her voice ten miles and have it come out of my mouth!

I know! Surely it’s not that it turns out that LITERALLY EVERY ONE OF MY OPINIONS IS HER OPINION.

I mean, it’s not a bad thing. I’ve always wanted to be like my mom. She’s an amazing woman. I just…didn’t realize that LITERALLY EVERYTHING I SAID WOULD HAVE ALSO BEEN SAID TO ME TEN YEARS AGO.

Here are some things I’ve said recently that made me think my mom had moved into my kitchen and started wearing a lot of leggings and tunics and developed an unhealthy interest in my husband.

Kid: “I’m done!”

Me: “No, you’re finished. You are not a turkey.”


“Oh! This is the most beautiful card you’ve ever given me!” (About a not-great card.)


“I just feel like the Extraordinary Form is timeless, you know?”


“Guys. This is not picked up. Seriously.”


“You can’t wear a two-piece swimsuit until you turn 18.”


“Because it’s not proper, that’s why,”


“Is that how a young lady is supposed to act?”


“I just feel like Amoris Laetitia leads down a bad road unless it’s clarified, you know?”


“Oh! This is the most beautiful…what is this honey? Can you tell me about it?”


“Fr. Martin got appointed to what now? *does non-celebratory shot*”


“Guys. Seriously. What part of this room do you think is picked up?”


“I got this super cool thing on QVC!”




“Oh yay, such a beautiful piece of paper. I looooove it. Put it on my desk okay?”


“This is my favorite episode of Fixer Upper.”


“Sit down. We’re saying a family rosary.”


“You should be thankful that you’re homeschooled and get to learn so much fun stuff! When you get to college you’re going to be such a self-starter!” (As I’m forcing my kid to write sentences in cursive in Latin.)


“Purple sparkles are really fun! Just not for walls.”


“No, sorry, girls can’t get tattoos.”


“No, motorcycles are not fun at all. They are dangerous and sad.”


“Is that what Jesus would do? I didn’t think so.”


“Would you watch that with Mary sitting next to you? I didn’t think so.”


“Honey, should we watch Newhart or Night Court tonight?”

And hey- my dad can do it too!

“I know you’re tired and scared. Pray to the Blessed Mother!”

Ipsy April Unbagging

Okay, Ipsy. You’re back in my good graces this month.

Well, not because of the packaging. That’s just stupid. A sideshow ticket? What are we, fourteen? But lucky for you I don’t even need any more ipsy bags so I can find it whimsical and ridiculous instead of ridiculous and annoying.

(Dodged a bullet there, ipsy.)

The products were overall quite good too! I know.

I received a Ciate bronzer, Lisa Frank angled face brush, Tonymoly Liptone lip balm, a nail polish duo, and Hanolai Aloe gel.

I have no use for the aloe gel, really. It feel pleasant on my face, but I don’t think I could ever really work it in to my facial care routine.

And I’m apparently the only girl from the 1990s that didn’t love Lisa Frank with every fiber of my being (maybe because I was homeschooled…we weren’t terribly trendy lol) and so I’m not like lining up to spend money on mediocre brushes because they’re pink and shiny and have a freaking unicorn on them.

(I’m the mother of a seven-year-old girl. EVERYTHING in my life has a freaking unicorn on it.)

It’s a fine brush though. I used it with the bronzer, and it was…a perfectly fine face brush.

The bronzer was good I thought. Cool toned, which is something I need as a pasty, pasty lady. Buildable coverage, if I wanted to ever build it up. (But I don’t, because I’m a pasty pasty lady.) Would consider buying full sized if I didn’t already have a bazillion bronzers and crap floating around in my makeup closet.

The nail polish duo is also pretty good- I like the dusky blue best, but that’s just personal preference. I’m not much a nude girl. I used it with a gel coat covering and it worked well.

The winner this month was the Tonymoly (which is fun to say) Liptone lip balm. I got the rose colored one, and it’s really pretty. Not really even colored, but just a little sheer rosy maybe? I don’t know, I feel like my lips look better with it on, but maybe that’s just because they’re moisturized.

It moisturizes really well- as good as anything I’ve been able to find other than Dr. Lipp’s Miracle Balm. (Which is, let’s be honest, medical grade lanolin. So just get yourself from nipple cream and save $10.)

Definitely smells and tastes (if you lick your lips like I do) like rose though, so make sure you like the scent.

4/5 ipsy. Well done!

Easter Weekend in Pictures

(Just the unimportant non-church parts because I didn’t take any pictures at Mass.)

(Actually, as I was writing this it became apparent that I didn’t take a lot of pictures of a lot of stuff. So…here’s some pics of my kids from the weekend at random events!)

We awake on Good Friday to Buddy screaming about his ear hurting. 

Two hours and one early morning appointment later, we find out he’s really fine. But hey. At least it got us up early on a day when we had a huge long service right during naptime. That was a best. 


Saturday was spent mostly in the kitchen and yelling at Buzz to get the kids out of my way. 

It was super prayerful. 

We went to the Easter Vigil at night, and it was GORGEOUS. I was too busy trying to keep Buddy from burning the church down with our candles to take pictures. 

Back at home, Squeaks had written a note for the Easter Bunny that had questions and required answers. 

Funny, the Easter Bunny used the same stationary as the Tooth Fairy. Weird.

The next morning before Mass the kids opened their easter baskets.

The Rescue Bots were a big hit. The Baltimore Catechism not quite so much.

I don’t know why. I was pretty psyched.

We went to Mass and had one family over for a super fun breakfast. No pictures because I was responsible for the breakfast.

We spent the aftenoon at my in laws and there was all manner of fun.

Finally we spent the evening with my parents and once again I marvel at the grandparents’ ability to do freaking egg hunts when I was super impressed I was wearing clothes that matched and had showered recently. 

Have a blessed Easter Season! 

Homeschooling Holy Week

Holy Week with little kids (or medium kids) (or, hell, probably big kids too) can be…trying. It’s beautiful and wonderful but so much to do and so many naps missed.

(Full disclosure, it is I who weep for the loss of naps, not my three-year-old.) 

I think it’s so important to mark this week with them though- these are the most holy days of our year, and hopefully just having them be there (even if they’re asleep in my arms in pajamas, like Buddy usually is during the vigil) will be a good memory and lesson for them. I have nothing but happy memories of attending the Triduum liturgy as a kid (enough to know that it’s one liturgy,) and while I’ll write more about how special it is to our family next time, it’s such a beautiful time.

So obviously we attend the Mass of the Lord’s Supper on Holy Thursday, Good Friday services (not Mass- one of my religious pet peeves, right up there with the Immaculate Conception being about Jesus) and the Easter Vigil.  That forms the basis of our week and is what I’ve tried to build the curriculum around this year. 

Squeaks is in first grade, so she’s getting more in depth this year. We’re reading the Passion narratives in her Magnifikid. This serves two purposes- she gets to read them out loud and learn things and talk about them with me, and she is familiar with them (including physically on the page) on Thursday and Friday when we go to church. 

This year we’re starting a new game too- a Holy Week trivia game! 

I know! Get excited! 

There’s a board (kind of) and everything but this year she’s pretty little so I just go through the (easy) questions with her and she gets a certain number of points, which get translated into sacrifice noodles.

Kid loves her some sacrifice noodles.

We’re also bringing back the Resurrection Egg set from last year. I bought it, because I’m lazy, but I know you can make them too. It’s super cute, each egg has a symbol of the Passion in it, and you read a little story about each one.

(Okay I have to edit the stories because mine were written by a Protestant company and are just a TEENSY bit heretical.)

(Again. LAZY.)

Squeaks looooves these. She literally asks for them all year. 

We also make an effort to do the stations of the cross this week. Our parish does a living stations with the school kids tomorrow night, and we absolutely love it. We’ve taken the kids the last few years and it brings it to life in a way they have never seen before.

So that’s our cobbled together Holy Week curriculum/tradition. Stay tuned for next year when I get my shit together and buy purple fabric to drape all of our statues. 

My alma mater is Netflix.

So since I watched both The Staircase and Making a Murderer in a week, I’ve basically considered myself a criminal defense attorney. I mean, that’s how it works, right?

(My mom, an actual attorney, informs me that is not how it works.)

And as a good lawyer, I’m always in the market for good continuing education. So when everyone and their brother started releasing books about the Avery case I was like UM SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MONEY.

(Note to my husband: I didn’t buy them all. Just Jerry Buting’s. Consider it a donation to St. Francis Seminary.)

I was really interested to see not only whether Buting wears boxers or briefs (He taunts us with that question in the last chapter but NEVER ANSWERS IT. I’m waiting for the sequel.) but also if anything changed my mind. When the miniseries came out, there was all this stuff about “the forgotten evidence” and “what the producers left out” and blah blah blah but nothing that was actually brought up managaed to change my mind that it wasn’t a fair trial.

So I started with Buting’s, the only pro-Avery book.

(I mean, let’s be honest. I’d have read it if it was a list of things he ate during the trial. STRANG BUTING FOREVER.)

My fangirling aside, Buting’s book is an excellent examination of not only Avery’s case but other wrongful convictions in Wisconsin history. He focuses mainly on the bullet, DNA, and bone fragments and does a really good job of explaining why there are major holes in the prosecution’s treatment of all of them.

The personal anecdotes add to the story and are not overwrought. (Like I could find a Buting story overwrought. Tell me more about Dean, Jer.)

Overall a really really good true crime book, and a good defense of the defense, so to speak.

Next I read Kratz’s Avery: The Case Against Steven Avery and What Making a Murderer Gets Wrong.

Um…this is not a good book guys.

Kratz obviously takes the opposite approach but doesn’t execute it with anywhere near the skill that Buting does. His tone is angry, aggressive, and nasty. At one point he suggests that if Dassey were to get a new trial and be freed (something which he seems to be in favor of for half the book?) it would only be a matter of time before someone else gets killed like Halbach.

Um. No. You can’t just accuse people of murder that hasn’t happened yet.

He examines much of the same evidence that Buting does, and presents some compelling facts (like the splicing of Coburn’s testimony, and the burned personal electronics in the burn bin) but does it in a way that comes across as vindictive and self serving. He repeats over and over again how he was wronged by this case. Literally. Over. And over.

The only redeeming feature was getting to read about his hilarious sex scandal.

The most annoying thing was that he goes on and on about how good of a guy he is to be writing this book primarily for the victim and then…doesn’t mention her at all.

Boo. D-. Would not read again. (Except maybe the funny parts about the sexting.)

Finally, I read Michael Griesbach’s Indefensible: The Missing Truth About Steven Avery, Teresa Halbach, and Making a Murderer.

(These titles guys. Seriously.)

Griesbach is the Manitowoc County DA and didn’t have anything to do with the case himself, but obviously works with many of the players. He begins the book by noting that he watched the show and was shocked- could this have happened? Did they do this to a person? So he set out to investigate the same material.

Griesbach investigates and relies on much the same evidence as Kratz but he does it in a much nicer (and more coherant) way. Griesbach isn’t as good a writer as Buting (there are paragraphs that make no sense, and I could not make heads or tails of his timeline- he’s watching the show and being surprised and then investigating all in the same night but it’s also Christmas and his kids are home and…? I don’t even know. That’s what it reads like. ) but he clearly and calmly goes through the evidence.

He disputes Buting’s conclusions about the bullet, the DNA, and the bones. He does do a thorough analysis of the evidence, I felt like. But it just felt like his final conclusion was based on “welll this is something that never happened before so it can’t happen” and that bugs me. It could happen. Buting and Griesbach flat out contradict each other on several things- notably, whether striations on the bullet are definitive proof that a bullet was fired from a specific gun. Griesbach says yes. Buting says absolutely not, there’s as much as 80% difference between bullets fired from the same guns. You basically have to pick a side, without being an independent bullet mark analyst.

(I’m not, although I have watched a lot of CSI.)

So did it change my mind?

Not really.

I’m more convinced than ever that if anyone other than Steven Avery murdered Halbach, it had to have been someone on the Avery property, doing most of the “framing” to look like Steven Avery did it himself.

But from my perspective, there still wasn’t enough of an explanation to explain the key without any DNA, the DNA test being used despite being compromised, or the bones not having been moved to have allowed for a conviction. I’m not saying he innocent. At all. I’m just saying it doesn’t make sense to me that it happened the way they said it did.

Either way, if people release more books and shows about this, I AM RIGHT THERE BABY LIKE THE BOTTOM FEEDER I AM